With Her Completely (7 page)

Read With Her Completely Online

Authors: Megan West

“Do you play any
other games?” Elle interrupted him with a naughty smile and Austin couldn't
help but smirk back, this was obviously a topic that he enjoyed talking about.

 

“Oh, I have plenty
of toys and games to play.” He paused for a moment as he thought, “I mean,
they’re all along the same kind of theme but depending on the toy or game you
pick things can be either very fun or very serious but either way you choose to
play you are guaranteed to enjoy yourself.”

 

He gave her a
wink, seemingly happy with the mysterious-ness of his speech. Elle was not so
happy however, she was much more intrigued than anything, she wanted to know
what these other toys and games looked like and what they entailed. Because
from the sounds of it, the game she had just played was only the tip of the
iceberg.

However, tip of
the iceberg or not, Elle had had more fun being tied up in Austin’s laundry
room than she had had with the last three guys she’d slept with. So she was
more than ready to find out what experiences still laid packed away in his
moving boxes.

 


Wanna
tell me about some of them? Or maybe…you know…if you
aren't too busy…you could show me some of them sometime?” She flashed him a
smirk.

 

This was something
she could get used to.

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She saw him at check in, he was tall handsome and he was looking
her way.
 
She blushed slightly feeling
his eyes undressing her.
 
She fought to
ignore him.
 
There were a lot of men at
this place, but that wasn’t what she was here for.
 
She needed time for Daisy. She’d come
thousands of miles to this place to relax and restart.
 

The resort was situated on the beach and each room faced the
water.
 
She found her room to be
well-appointed and comfortable.
 
She also
had a balcony that she planned to spend a lot of time on in the mornings.

 
After she was
officially unpacked and settled she headed out to the pool side bar to grab a
drink and read a book she had been meaning to read for the longest time.
 
As she picked her lounge chair out she saw
him again.
 
Tall dark and handsome and
just on the other side of the pool looking her way.
 
This time she felt exposed—being only in her
bikini.
 
She smiled briefly and quickly
buried her nose in her book.
 
She had to
remind herself again of why she was there, no men at all ever.

After just four days this was by far the best vacation she
had ever taken.
 
The sand was soft and
warm, the sun kissed her skin every morning and she smiled a blissful grin each
night before bed.
 
She never thought
being alone could be such a wonderful feeling, but here all the past troubles
just melted away like the ice in her margarita.
 

Ten years of marriage led her to this place.
 
Ten years of pain, sadness and
depression.
 
He was a decent man in the
beginning, but as time wore on it was clear they weren’t meant to be
together.
 
He just wasn’t the man she
needed.
 
He was honestly more feminine
than she was and that didn’t work for her.
 

She wanted someone to take her and make her glad she was a
woman.
 
Someone who was big and strong,
aggressive and sinfully sexual.
 
So here
she sat, on this white beach figuring out what she was going to do next.
 
She’d finished reading her book already after
only four days and she was ready for more adventure. She spent a couple days
planning a few day trips to the more remote areas and felt she had her fair
share of excitement coming.

By the sixth day she was fully recharged and started to
explore the little island more.
 
She
walked the beaches and soaked in the surrounding area.
 
After getting particularly adventurous one
day she realized she had wondered further than she probably should have and
was, most likely, lost.

She came around a small cove and saw what looked like a
wrecked sail boat.
 
It was rather large
and in rough shape, but a small amount of smoke could be seen rising over the
boat.
 
She picked up her pace thinking
someone might be injured and need help.

“Hello?”
 
She
circle
the bow of the boat and ran directly into a hard
wall.

A hard wall that turned out to be man.
  

Ophf
.” She
started to fall but he caught her in a tight grip on the way down.
 

“Whoa
there
little lady.”
 
He stood her up as she got a good look at
him.
 
He was tall, over 6 feet
easily.
 
He had the most amazing aqua
blue eyes that had a hint of green that the sun danced in.
 
He was shirtless and cut like granite.
 
His one arm was covered in various
tattoos.
 
His black hair was a little
long and the wind whipped it around his face. Smudges of gold beach sand
speckled along his razor sharp jaw line.

“God I’m so sorry, I thought there was a problem here. I saw
smoke.”
 
She stepped back a little.
 
He still held onto her.
 
She felt the heat rise in her from the touch
of his hand up her arm into her chest.
 
She tried to step back, but he held her still.
 
He looked into her eyes, giving her a chill
as she felt him looking into her soul.
 

“So Daisy, are you enjoying your stay?” His grasp was strong
as he held her gaze.
 

“Um yes, do I know you?”
 
She was confused, she didn’t
recognized
him at
all.
 

 

“Not really, I saw you checking in the hotel and I’ve seen
you around.”
 
He smiled.
 
“I didn’t mean scare you.
 
I only knew your name because you signed up
for one of my sunset sails.
 
Pictures of
the guests are attached to the file.
 
For
safety reasons.”

She felt that there was something a little off about him even
though he was ridiculously good looking.
 
Maybe it was the fact that he remembered her over all his guests or
maybe it was the fact that he planned to take people out on this boat.
 
It didn’t look very seaworthy.

“Well I should be going.”
 
She smiled and pulled out of his grasp.
 
“I guess good luck with your boat.” She’d have to remember to cancel
that sailing trip.
 

As she walked away she finally connected the dots, he was
‘Mr. Tall Dark and Handsome’ from the resort.
 
She had seen him before and she was positive he was interested in her.

By the end of the week she hadn’t seen the dark stranger
again and she had practically forgot about him when that evening at dinner he
made an appearance again. In linen pants and a light colored linen shirt
completely unbuttoned he command most of the women’s attention.
 

She saw several approach, but he seemed painfully
uninterested in all of them.
 
He stopped
at the bar for a brief moment, grabbed a beer and was headed her way.
 

Maybe he won’t notice her.
 
Maybe he’s just passing by.
 

She adjusted the straps of her dress—a short silk number that
floated when she walked. The breeze fluttered it around her thighs as she stood
up.

“HI Daisy.
 
I was
hoping to see you again.”
 
He flashed a
brilliant, but predatory like smile at her. It was a bright smile with a hint
of primal aggression glinting in his eyes.
 
She wasn’t exactly sure how it made her feel.
 
Her brain said no, but something about it
sent a charge through her body she couldn’t ignore.

“Oh?”
 
She took a step
back.
 
He took a step forward.
 
She was starting to feel a little
uncomfortable with him.
 
But the oddest
thing about him? She was still attracted to him.

 

“Yes, I was actually going to ask if you wanted to come out
and see the work I’ve been doing on the sailboat.”
 
She eyed him, her curiosity peaked.
 
“You’re the only person who even knows I’m
working on it.”
 
He chuckled and his
smile set her a little at ease.
 
What
could it hurt she thought.

“Maybe, but before I say yes I need to know something.”
 

He nodded, “okay, shoot.”

“Your name, I don’t even know your name?” Now it was her turn
to smile.

“How rude of me.”
 
He
put out his hand.
 
It was large and
calloused.
 
Clearly a working man’s
hand.
 
“My name is
Xavier,
my friends’ just call me X.”
 
He took her
small delicate hand in his and reached it up to his lips where he gently kissed
the tops of her knuckles. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

She didn’t know if it was the sheer animal magnetism or just
horniness that caused her to act the way she did, but she ended up having
dinner with him. She was a ridiculous flirt the entire time.

They ended up leaving the dinner and strolling down the
beach. She had a few drinks and was a bit tipsy.
 
She didn’t think he was even slightly
buzzed.
 
The conversation slowly quieted
as they walked in silence.
 
She took his
hand as they kept walking, it was warm in hers.

“Daisy, would you like to see the boat tonight?”
 
He had stopped and was looking at her.
 
She could see his sharp features clearly in
the moonlight. He reached his hand up and stroked her cheek.
 

“I’d really love to share my pleasures with you.”
 
He leaned in closer, his words just a breath.
“I feel that we have a connection.”
 
She
wasn’t sure if it was the booze talking or not, but she agreed and they
continued walking until they came upon a bay.
 
Anchored in the shallows was the sailboat.
 
It looked like a giant ghost in the misty
moonlight looming over the waves smacking against the beach.
 

“The nighttime really brings out something in the way she
sits in the water.
 
She’s a romantic
gal.”
 
He let go of her hand for a moment
and stepped into the surf. “I’m afraid you’ll have to get a little wet in order
to get to the speedboat.
 
I use it to get
back and
fourth
from her to the shore.”
 

She pulled off her sandals, lifted her dress up high, and
followed him in.
 
He waited patiently,
his pants soaking.
 
When they reached the
speedboat he startled her by lifting her right up and over the edge.
 
Then he popped himself up with little to no
effort.
 

The small engine rumbled to a start as he pulled up the
anchor and then glided off toward the sailboat.
 
As they approached she realized just how large the sailboat was.
 
He pulled the smaller boat right next to it
and she saw a ladder off the side.

 
“It’s not too
difficult although you’ll need to be extra careful with your skirt,
maybe.”
 
He helped her get ahold of the
ladder and they both started to climb.
 

To her amazement she was up in no time.
 
He came shortly behind her and they stood
together on the deck.
 
It was full of
various things she knew nothing about, but it still had a bit of room.
 
She saw a light glowing near the back.
 
He took her hand again and led her that
way.
 

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